The Plattsmouth journal. (Plattsmouth, Nebraska) 1901-current, December 15, 1913, Page PAGE 6, Image 6

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    PLATTSMOUTH . SEMI- WEEKLY IlOURNAli-?
PAGE C.
MONDAY. DECEMBER 15. 1313.
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Children Cry
i
Tlio Kind You Have Always
iu use for over SO years,
ana lias been made turner Ins per-
'V?. - sonal supervision since its infancy.
TccccJuCC; Allow no one to deceive you in this.
All Counterfeits, Imitations and ' Just-as-good " are but
Kxpcriuicnts tliat tririo with and endanger the health of
infants and Children Experience against llsueriiuenU
What is CASTORIA
Castoria is a harmless snhstitute for Castor Oil, Pare
frorie, Jrops and Soothing- Syrnps. It is pleasant. It
contains neither Opiiun, Morphine nor other Narcotic
substance. Its age is its guarantee. It destroys "Worms
and allays Feveri-shness. For more than thirty years it
lms lu't-ii in constant use for the relief of Constipation,
Flatulency, "Wind Colic, all Teething' Troubles and
Iiarrlma. It regulates tlio Stomach and liowels,
asiniihites the Fooil, giving healthy and natural bleep
The Children's Fauacca The Mother's Friend,
GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS
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iBears the
The Kind You Have Always Bought
In Use For Over 30 Years
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WEATHER DISEASES
T prevent cold weather dis
p;it,, put your body inl a proper
lif-al t Iiy rondil ion In sucrcssfiflly
resist I hem. (lolds, grippe, hron
rhiiis, puetimniiia. ratarrah, ty
plmi.l fever. rheumatism ami
l her ai I meiit s may he escaped in
iim-l Cases, if this i done. Build
up your health ami lrciiglh
your nerve- ami blond ami entire
body into .-nch shape Ihr.l you
ran eount on good health all
during the winter months by
taking llexall Olive nil Kmulsiou,
(tie i.leal Moi.il. nerve ami body
purifier.
This is a remarkable medicine,
but a comiinui-sense one. It
(loesii'l .-t imnlal e. Si-calle.l
"tonic--" tliat stimulate nive you
no permanent relief; but leave
you worse oil than before. Rex
all Olive Oil Emulsion ciutains
none of these harmful, stimulat
ing ingredients such as alcohol
ami dangerous ami habit-forming
drugs, lis great benefit to juii
is hiu-:li its real nerve ami
blool and -body-building effects.
II. nourisfies, builds, strengthens.
Its, merit does not rest on making
you feel better fr.r a few minutes
at a time after taking it. but on
making you feel better as a re
sult of making yon well.
ltexall Olive Oil Emulsion is
tiit ideal blood and nerve-food
Ionic. You who are weak and
run-down, and you who are ap
parently well now, but are liable
to sutler from various cold
weather ailments, use Rexall Olive
Oil Emulsion to get and keep well
and strong. Eor the tired-out,
run-down, nervous, emaciated or
debilil ateil the convalescing
growing children aged people
it. is a sensible aid to renewed
strength, belter spirits-, glowing
health.
48 A
RE
Under the new homestead law you can file on a free
320-acre homestead in Wyoming at a cost of $22.00 and
buy H0 acres of government pasture land adjoining for
1.25 per acre.
NEW HOMESTEAD FOLDER: Our new homestead
folder just from the press will tell you all about the
acreage of government land in each of the counties
along the Burlington in Wyoming, and contains a lot
of information of value to you.
TIMBER AND COAL: You can take up these lands
where timber, coal and building stone may be had free
of charge within reasonable distance.
Such an opportunity ought to interest you. Write me to
day for a copy of this new Free Government Lands
Folder.
mm
1004 Farnam
for Fletcher's
muz
Bought, and vhicli has been
has borne the signature of
Signature of
Rexall Olive Oil Emulsion
king of the celebrated Rexall
Remedies is for freedom from
sickness of you and your family.
You'll be as enthusiastic about it
as we are when you have noted
its pleasant taste, its strengthen
ing, invigorating,. . building-up,
disease-preventing effects. If it
does not help you, your money
will be given back to you without
argument. Sold in this com
munity only at our store The
Rexall Store one of more than
7,000 leading drug stores in the
En Red States, Canada and Oreat
ISrit a in. V. O. Ericke & Co..
Enion Work, Plattsmoulh, Neb.
For Sale.
One section, i() acres wheat
land, in Eranklin county, Wash
ington. Land rolling, but not
rought. All plowed spring of
11I2: no wastee land. First
crop wheal. 2." bushels per acre
raised in 1907. Located 2 miles
north of Kahlotus; 2 railroads.
All fenced. Price, ?22..r0 per
acre, tin easy terms. (Jood op
portunity for farmer with -boys
who wants large farm. Owner
an invalid. Must sell. Eor par
ticulars write owner. W. C.
Sampson, 1'. O. Box H20, Plaits
mouth, Xeb. - 12-il-lrno-w
THE MAN WHO NEGLECTS
HIMSELF
When his condition points to
kidney trouble takes an unwise
risk. Backache, pain and sore
ness over the kidneys, nervous or
dizzy .spells, poor sleep, are all
symptoms ' that will disappear
with the regular use of Foley
Kidney Pills. They put the kid
neys and bladder in a clean,
strong and healthy condition. For
sale by all druggists.
For Sale.
A fine Shorthorn bull, seven
months old. all 'phone No. 3-X,
Nehawka exchange, or write II. J.
Thiele, Nehawka, Neb.
D. CLEM DEAVER,
St, Omaha, Neb. Immigration Agent
BRILLIANT ADDRESS OF HON;
MATTHEW BERING BEFORE THE
ELKS' LODGE OF FRANKLIN. PA.
The Occasion Being The Annual Memorial Exercises of Frank
lin Lodge, No. 110, B. P. O. E., and the Attendance The
Largest in the History of the Organization.
The following is the able ad
dress delivered before the Elks'
lodge of Franklin, Pa., by Hon.
Matthew (Jering of Mat I smout h :
Exalted Ruler and My Coun
trymen: The most, luxuriant
faney of an opium eater, reveling
iu I he wild delirium of an exeited
imagination, cannot pluck words
from I he garden of language, or
weave a picture upon the tapestry,
of the tinman mind in exaggera
tion of the hallowed purpose
which has brought together,
amid these peaceful surround
ings, such an assembly of men
and women in order to obliterate
the seeming cold oblivion into
which our friends have been
consigned and, in.memory, to re
call their deeds for good.
More than three centuries ago
nature, as if despairing of her
ability to create a transcendental
intellectuality, rose from the
lethargy of the times and gave to
posterity that myriad. minded
genius whom we call Shakes
peare, among whose innumerable
gems that glisten in the fiera of
his rare creations we find one,
where, as if with the spirit, of
prophetic intuition, he says:
"The evil that men do lives after
them.
The good is off interred with
their hones."
During the complete revolution
of a year and within the entire
cycle of the calendar there is no
gentler, tenderer or holier month
than the one in which was born
the divine architect of that re
ligion which has done so much for
civilization of the human re.ee. It
is most, tilting, therefore, that
this organization, whose super
structure is builded upon that
charity so strongly exemplified in
the life of the lowly Nazarine,
should have . selected the month
wherein was enacted the tragedy
of his birth in which to pay
tribute to its dead; to pause along
the pathway of our lives, and
speculate upon that indescrib
able and unfalhonable something
which is vaguely designated as
death.
Within the portals of this
sacred month, joy and sorrow
mingle in sweet communion with
eacli olher; at its very threshold
we pause in our grief to complain
that the divine reaper was not
content to wait for its .'-human
harvest until age had withered
those gone before and while and
bending heads were bowed to ttie
earth '. destined to receive them;
near ils exit ami at Christmas
tide joy brightens hope and il
luminates fhe mind of human
kind because a Saviour has heen
born. And then. within a slender
span of Heeling days joy and sor
row are linked together. Some
times .. sorrow and suffering
causes complaint, but great grief
seldom finds expression in words.
Tragedies may loiter in I he
hearts of your neighbor of which
you never know, and though
years may wait upon them you
hear no moan. The greatest, grief
is voiceless and "the holiest hope
is dumb." II takes a stout heart
to endure pain with patience and
requires courage to hear sorrow
with a smile.
In the presence of such a con
course of sorrowing friends of
the departed dead, no epitaph
need be written, no language ut
tered to recall remembrance of
the past, no words so potent as
the silent song of dealh, for in
the invisible telegraphy between
soul and soul, the sweetest
epitaph in all the world is found
and speech hut mocks the hallow
ed memory of the dead.
In this playhouse, now so fit
tingly sombre and mirthless as
to justify the appellation of be
ing a synonym of sorrow, the acts
and deeds of men and women are
mimicked on the stage;, their
hopes and fears and aspirations
ami conduct either good or bad
are reproduced, but when at last
tlie curtain of life has fallen on
the scene all caricature and
masquerading is hidden from the
idle gaze of curiosity while we,
the living, on this holy day con
secrate it to a sorrow and' pause
to peer with lingering eyes into
the mysteries of the world be
yond the sun.
These, meetings each year, 6o
aptly termed a lodge of sorrow,'
v
intensify the bond between the
cradle ami the grave, and em
phasize. o all the world that this
organization of fraternalism has
for its purpose, not only joy for
the living, but tears for the dead.
They throttle hate, and stimulate
affection, blot, out resentment and
foster friendship. Charity without
display, sympathy without, ostenta
Uon, friendship without effusion,
hopo with its highest and loftiest,
aspirations, faith in the universal
brotherhood of its organization,
is the church and religion in
which every member of this order
is a most willing communicant.
So true to every instinct of na
tural religion are the tenets of
this fraternity that, although
festivities may be at their height,
when the hour before midnight
comes, the dead are not forgotten.
Heads are bowed,, laughter
ceases, mirth is dissipated, and
we stand in fancy, as the sentinel
of time strikes eleven, . at the
tomb of our unforgolten dead.
If I may be permitted, I trust
not inappropriately to para
phrase the laconic, expression of
the great and crafty Cardinal of
Trance, there is iu the bright
lexicon of our order no such word
as selfishness. Friendship in
this- membership is, more than
an idle chimera, it is real, im
pressive, admirable, and if every
tear which glistens in the eye of
sorrow, or every silent- .sob that
quivers on the lips of us who
speak the name of I hose to whom
we pay this homage were studded
stars in heaven, their aggregated
brightness would not cast: more
radiance to light our. ; pathway
than the enabling characteristic?
of which I have so feebly spoken
We yearn for a. voice that, is still
and plead, in fancy . that those
who have;, gone before, may stand
upon the horizon that marks the
line of demarcation between the
finite and infinite and beckon to
us eonie but reason, that cruel
critic of faith, assassinates our
holiest hopes and "makes us
rather bear I hose ills we have
lhan fly. to others we know not
Thus reason stands aghast and
staggers at the thought of
death, while faith courts mar
riage with dissolution. The lat
ter is Ihe rarest gern that
sparkles in the diadem of a soul,
and as we stand tiptoed upon the
apex of. a life whose sands are
nearly run, we peer with seeming
hopelessness into the awful un
certainty of the future and find
no consolation until faith
stretches forth her hands and
welcomes us to hospitable shores.
One beautiful evening in
Venice before the sun had sunk
to rest, I sat under the shadows
of Ihe cathedral of San Marco to
hear the soft Italian voices as
they sang an arie from Verdi or
Donizetti, and listened to the
silent sounds of Ihe gondolas as
they danced upon the grand
canal; the unterrified doves of the
plaza cooed at my feet while a
companion and ' myself sipped
coffee and watched with inexpres
sible admiration the exquisite
graces of the Venetian girls as
they passed by. With an unac
countable, inspiration, forgetting
my companion, I rushed to the
gallery across the way so rich
with Titian's works, and just as
the selling sun was streaming in
the window I stood, as if trans-
fixed, before his masterpiece, the
Magdalene, and as the dying sun
beams kissed her face and glist
ened in her auburn hair, I saw
the halo of that religious faith
which smiles at dealh.
Between the optimism of faith
and pessimism or reason, we
tremble " like an aspen leaf
quivering in the crevice of a rock
and cry in our helplessness for
some surcease from such emo
tions. No answer to our cries.
Death itself does not cause as
much sorrow as the separation
which it creates.
One of the most expressive
words in our. vocabulary and
which tongue can utter in separa
tion, so desolate, so sorrowful. To
the dead it is only another word
for peace and rest, to the living
its fearfulness is indescribable
and seems to be the greatest
sorrow in all the world.
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and we want to tell you
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pS line, the people who make the best pafier to be found
are among me leiiuers,
Our
x that we have for Christmas this year will be found
CT, that we have ever had.
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en in uiue uuu j,rwu, aiiu wm ihukw a. uuiiuMouie present jor any memoer oi the f-
family. Come in and see them. . 3
Christmas Cards, Seals S
and Tags f
In this line we have the very best to be found in the city, the Dennion line,
conceded the world over to be the very best, and we have a nice assortment pE
this season. You make no mistnke in bovine the Dennisrm irnTj
Several very neat and. attractive Christmas designs, also plain white.
Dennison Christuia3 Lunch Sets, large table cover, platters and doilies.
In all colors and shades, also all the Christmas numbers for all kinds of de
corations. In fact,, if there is anything in the paper and card line you want
for your Christmas decorating, try the Journal office before going to Omaha
as you have been doing. We' are the Cass County Paper House, and we have
the goods.
Printed Greeting Cards I
For the past few years we have been printing a limited supply of Christmas
Greeting Cards, and as they have been in such great demand that we have
given this department a great deal of attention this year. We have prepared
a large number of these cards, all neatly enclosed in envelopes of the same
stock. If you have sent thesTardsTon former occasions you will want them
again, and if you hatiever'used thV'm,"try them this Christmas.
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The Journal Sta.tionery
Everything in
"Parting' is easy to the dead who
ay
A thousand years shall he but a
single day.
But God, we the living, what of
our tears, . '
To whom a day seems like a
. thousand years.
Whether in the hush of a
virarin and hirdless forest, or up
on the thoroughfare of a great
metropolis amid its wilderness of
men, there cannot he, there is not
such a desolation as the solitude
which comes with separations,
and yet .this separation itiust
come as surely as dawn follows
darkness, or that there is con
tinuity in a sunbeam. Philosophy
cannot assuage its grief, nor dis
sipation drown, its sorrow, unless
for a moment, and then with the
awakening. . consolation for a 're
union can only he found in the
abiding faith in that religion
which gives hope.
To characterize as I have done
the birth of mankind's Saviour of
a tragedy may seem to many as
inappropriate and pessimistic,
and vet with the advent of a birth,
what tragedies may follow in its
path? Birth is the profoundest
and most immense tragedy of a
life, while death is its culminat
ing dramatization. Death is the
Catholicism of life and the
apotheosis of existence, and God
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CHRISTMAS i
FOR YOU
that We have one of the greatest linen of stationery S
ur lirm 1 rrli t 1rt T'l n t umnn li MM. . ... . 1 .. . 1 1 ' v . : - -
aim wneii we ouy ineir line,
Initial Paper 1
The initial letter is long and
.l!ll 1. . 1 1
Paper Napkins
Crepe Paper
For Chistmas
Department
Paper"
as if . despairing of man's ability
to- penetrate the mysteries of
eternity, gave to the world that
alchemist - of heaven and purga
tory, Dante, who amid the en
vironments of-cant and creed
dramatized death. There ought
to be more sorrow and misgiv
ings in the creation of a life than
sadness at its death; the one
brings with it the .aw fulness of
uncertainty, and the other con--soiatimr
of repose and restful
ness., The one is the genesis of
the other ihe apocalypse of life.
anil , sometimes when in silent
contemplation or tne con
sequences of a birth, what sor
rows' it mav bring and shadows
which may darken it, I feel as if
I would rather place a flower upon
the edtre of a friend's grave than
to enjoy the dimpled laughter of
a child just broughrinto being.
Death is the valet who opens
the door of the future and per
mits us to look, into the mysteri
ous chamber of eternity; it is the
apogee of that highway upon
which our departed friends have
trod, and we, who live aTler them,
can see the flowers which they
have plucked along its hillsides
and the thorns which have stung
them. From the noneless cham
ber of the dead no sobs of sorrow.
no heartaches over broken hopes.
no anguish over inspirations un-
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Plattsmouth, Neb.
attained disturb the re-d faints
of their ilrearnls slp. The
starlessne-s of a black niht
does nt nnr nor detract frm
th genrou.- ded- which thy
performed while livinsr, nr the
happiness they gave to other!,
and from thir stinle sepulchre
there come no cry of pain. Let
us salute their memory!
'Death is the end of all sor
rows; it either secure Lappines
or end sufferinsr. It fre tt
slave from his master, open. the
prison door, cures pain and closes
the struggle of poverty. It 1 the
last and be.t boon of nature, for
it i Ihe emancipator of man
from all his cares and is at worst
but the close of a banquet we
have all enjoyed.
Death with a relenfles trend
has wandered into the forest of
this order and hewed therefrom
its sturdiest oak and mot
promising saplings; Plucked from
it the buds of spring and sear and
yellow leaves of autumn. Mn in
the fluh and morning of thir
manhood and id hers who had
passed the meridian of life h.le
been cut down by that inexorable
and desolating law of nature
which we call death. In thi
ceaseless carnage heart are
bleeding, wound are made which
never heal and tears of sorrowr
make a furrow cn Ih cnte ct